She tightened her arm around him, tilting her head down to rest closer to his. "I kind of like that idea." She giggled, "Although in reality it'd probably be really silly if we never let go of each other."

She paused. "Well, it might be okay while cooking." She certainly wouldn't mind having his arms around her while she made dinner or breakfast, feeding him little treats over her shoulder --oh lord Lucy your imagination is running away with you again.